Post by Naavah on Nov 11, 2004 14:19:12 GMT -5
Full Name: Naavah Orlie Koncha de'Crandios ka'Luma Parna Luminarii
Familiar Name: Naavah, Little Savage
Position: Daughter of the Lone Wolf Spirit, Ward of Adam, Resident of the Western Woods
Age: 11 summers
Birthplace: The Wolf Tribe, Luma
Height: 52 inches
Weight: 60 lbs ish
Eye Color: Black Eyes
Hair Color: Black
Abilities: She has grown up in the forest, and though her senses are only human, she can read the wind, the earth and the sky as though they were picture books. She is deeply skillful at tracking and hunting. With the sling her accuracy is now over 95% accurate, making her truly dangerous with the primitive weapon.
Distinguishing Marks: She is always seen wearing a full wolf's pelt as a cloak. It is an artifact of protection and pride to her, the pelt of her father's mortal form slain by her mother, one of the few links to her roots.
Brief History:
Naavah was born to a female warrior, impregnated by the Lone Wolf Spirit, Luminarii. He saw in his mate a strength that could bare him many children with the prowess to be part of his pack. Instead, she only gave him one infant: a child more human than wolf, small, weak with dark eyes and strong lungs. Shamed by his human daughter Luminarii returned to eat the child and spare the world of the runtling. Strong willed and as prideful as ever, her mother fought valiantly for the rights of her daughter, wrestling and killing the mortal form of her mate. From the body she made a cloak to swaddle the infant, forcing Luminarii's hand. The child was his and his protection would be hers. Naavah would grow with the knowledge that she was the unwanted daughter of the greatest of Spirits and that to attain his love she must find a path to greatness.
Having broken the taboo of wolf killing, mother and daughter were forced to leave the tribe for a man in the Crane Tribe. He was an insignificant creature, threatened by his new wife's strength and skill and insulted that she was unable to bare him a son of his own. He beat them both for their insolence, and his wife’s subversive ways of teaching Naavah to be more than a docile house servant. It is said that once the seed of a Spirit has been placed in the womb, no seed of man will ever be fit. When Naavah's mother finally became pregnant, it was harsh and painful and the child refused to come from the womb. Both mother and child died before young Naavah's eyes. For almost two years Naavah lived with her step-father and bad luck hung over the tribe like clouds before the storm. The rain would not come, the animals grew wily and scarce and Naavah was beaten mercilessly by her father for being a reminder of her mother, and the son of his own that he had been deprived of. Finally the magic maker of the tribe stepped in. The spirits were unhappy with the girl's place in the tribe, so she would be removed, forced to the land of her father, the Lone Wolf Spirit, in the dream land known as Ayenee.
For years she has survived on wits, faith, and the hunting skills that her mother had taught her. She was one with the forest, finding the Others to be evil, vicious and sacrilegious. Only in Adam did she find a soul mate and refuge. She was not Maryuudo but her silence, her worshipping of the earth and her very innocence brought the young girl and beast master together. In him she saw the son of Muna, Mother of All, in her, he saw a little of himself, so many years ago.
Familiar Name: Naavah, Little Savage
Position: Daughter of the Lone Wolf Spirit, Ward of Adam, Resident of the Western Woods
Age: 11 summers
Birthplace: The Wolf Tribe, Luma
Height: 52 inches
Weight: 60 lbs ish
Eye Color: Black Eyes
Hair Color: Black
Abilities: She has grown up in the forest, and though her senses are only human, she can read the wind, the earth and the sky as though they were picture books. She is deeply skillful at tracking and hunting. With the sling her accuracy is now over 95% accurate, making her truly dangerous with the primitive weapon.
Distinguishing Marks: She is always seen wearing a full wolf's pelt as a cloak. It is an artifact of protection and pride to her, the pelt of her father's mortal form slain by her mother, one of the few links to her roots.
Brief History:
Naavah was born to a female warrior, impregnated by the Lone Wolf Spirit, Luminarii. He saw in his mate a strength that could bare him many children with the prowess to be part of his pack. Instead, she only gave him one infant: a child more human than wolf, small, weak with dark eyes and strong lungs. Shamed by his human daughter Luminarii returned to eat the child and spare the world of the runtling. Strong willed and as prideful as ever, her mother fought valiantly for the rights of her daughter, wrestling and killing the mortal form of her mate. From the body she made a cloak to swaddle the infant, forcing Luminarii's hand. The child was his and his protection would be hers. Naavah would grow with the knowledge that she was the unwanted daughter of the greatest of Spirits and that to attain his love she must find a path to greatness.
Having broken the taboo of wolf killing, mother and daughter were forced to leave the tribe for a man in the Crane Tribe. He was an insignificant creature, threatened by his new wife's strength and skill and insulted that she was unable to bare him a son of his own. He beat them both for their insolence, and his wife’s subversive ways of teaching Naavah to be more than a docile house servant. It is said that once the seed of a Spirit has been placed in the womb, no seed of man will ever be fit. When Naavah's mother finally became pregnant, it was harsh and painful and the child refused to come from the womb. Both mother and child died before young Naavah's eyes. For almost two years Naavah lived with her step-father and bad luck hung over the tribe like clouds before the storm. The rain would not come, the animals grew wily and scarce and Naavah was beaten mercilessly by her father for being a reminder of her mother, and the son of his own that he had been deprived of. Finally the magic maker of the tribe stepped in. The spirits were unhappy with the girl's place in the tribe, so she would be removed, forced to the land of her father, the Lone Wolf Spirit, in the dream land known as Ayenee.
For years she has survived on wits, faith, and the hunting skills that her mother had taught her. She was one with the forest, finding the Others to be evil, vicious and sacrilegious. Only in Adam did she find a soul mate and refuge. She was not Maryuudo but her silence, her worshipping of the earth and her very innocence brought the young girl and beast master together. In him she saw the son of Muna, Mother of All, in her, he saw a little of himself, so many years ago.